"Sergio?" Jack reached out and removed both of the boy's wrist joints, searched him again, found a dagger, and handed Hannah a bag of American herbs.

"What do you want to do? I don't know you! Sergio screamed in pain, his eyes rolling around and trying to call for help.

"I think we need to have a good talk." After Jack finished speaking, he grabbed him by the back collar and dragged him into the apartment building like a dead dog.

"FBI business!" Hannah showed her ID to the passers-by who wanted to gather around her, turned and closed the door, and followed the two of them.

"Help! Help me! Police brutality." Sergio was only halfway through his words when he was punched back by Jack, flying two teeth and falling into a semi-unconscious state.

"Bang!" Reaching the top floor, Jack kicked open the iron door to the rooftop, dragging Sergio to the side near the patio, and punching him between the chest and abdomen.

"Gross!" Sergio was hit hard in the stomach, a mouthful of sour water spurted out, and the whole person curled up on the ground in pain, almost choking on his own gastric juice.

"Where's Stephanie?" Jack stomped on the palm of his left hand and crushed it back and forth with all his might, his voice cold.

"Ahem what Stephanie. Cough. Yes! Stop it! I don't know what you're talking about! ”

Seeing that this guy was still stiff-mouthed, Jack simply grabbed his calf with one hand, lifted him upside down, stretched out of the roof, and hung upside down in the air.

"Where is the girl you kidnapped at the Queens coach station three weeks ago?" Hannah asked sharply.

"We're not NYPD, and even if my partner lets you fall and dies, it's just a matter of writing one more report."

Jack deliberately let go of his hand, causing him to fall down, and the position that was originally holding his calf was replaced by an ankle, which directly made the crotch of the crotch wet.

"I really don't remember, I took a lot of girls there, please, let me go up, please! I don't want to die, help! I say whatever you want to know, please don't let go! ”

Seeing that this thing was crying with tears and snot, and was scared to pee his pants, Jack felt that the heat was almost over, and withdrew his arm and threw him to the ground.

"How many girls have you tied up? Where are they? Be honest, or I'll just throw you down! ”

"I said, stop beating me, I'll tell you anything you want to know, but I really don't remember Stephanie, and I'm not a kidnapper."

Sergio dislocated his wrists and hands, unable to even stand up on the ground, so he could only half-kneel on the ground, supporting his body with his elbows, and his face turned pale with pain.

Seeing that he was completely honest, Jack reached out and turned him over, motioning for Hannah to contact the NYPD while stepping on his shoulder and attaching him to his wrist.

"You've got about ten minutes before the NYPD arrives, so the next ten minutes of conversation will determine whether the NYPD sends you to jail or a morgue."

Hearing this threat, Sergio shuddered and explained honestly.

"I just need money to buy drugs, those girls, anyway, aren't serious goods, I know, as long as I talk a few words, as soon as I hear that I can smoke two puffs without spending money, they will obediently follow me"

When Hannah heard this, her teeth itched with anger, and she wanted to make up for it again.

"So your trick is to talk to the girls who seem to be alone in the station, and then use a few mouthfuls to make them lose the ability to resist?"

Jack was quite speechless, the happy education in this country is really awesome, so many times it is not an adolescent rebellion at all, it is simply an IQ arrears.

"Of course, I use good enough goods, of course, sometimes I will threaten them with knives, they dare not resist, and no family will look for them, I will inquire clearly when chatting."

"Yes, if they have families, you will use their phones to send fake messages to their families afterwards in case someone calls the police."

Hannah couldn't help it, and stomped on Sergio's finger, causing him to scream again.

"And then? What about the girls after they were kidnapped? Put it on the dark web for sale, will the one with the highest price get it? ”

In Jack's previous life, he had heard of a certain e-commerce company in the United States naming furniture after a girl, and then auctioning it directly online, if this is the case, then he can only go back directly and use the assault plan, this kind of case is not something that can be solved in a short time, and the ghost knows how many dignitaries will be involved in the back.

"No, no, no, I'm only going to sell to one person, Hugo, and he's going to use drugs to force these girls to work, uh, that kind of sex work, you know." Sergio rubbed his fingers desperately.

Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was tragic to be used by the gang to force him to sell silver to make money, but at least it showed that these girls, including Stephanie, should all be alive and not. So this is more or less "good" news.

"Last question, where are these girls being held?" Hannah asked.

"I don't know." Before Sergio could finish speaking, he saw the female FBI pull out the dagger that had been found on him, and she was so frightened that she screamed and shook her head desperately.

"Probably in Hartford, I really don't know the specific address, it's the people they come to pick up every time, we don't even use our mobile phones to contact us for confidentiality, I swear, it's true!"

"And how do you get in touch?" Hannah stepped on his palms and chopped off his two fingers without saying a word.

"That." Sergio trembled and pointed to the loft with his other hand.

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"Remember to arrange a 'welcoming' detention center for this scumbag, he needs a grand welcome ceremony." Jack flicked a cigar to Danny, who had just arrived.

"I'm sorry, I just heard about this case, my dad has ordered it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to be strictly purged in all sub-bureaus, but." Danny's expression was a little indescribable.

Jack was not interested in talking about any institutional issues at this time, so he casually diverted the topic, "It's not your fault, if you were a cop like that, we wouldn't be friends." ”

"What are you going to do next?" Danny watched as several FBI technicians were opening the loft and inspecting the pigeons one by one, not knowing what to do.

"Find a few healthy pigeons and put them on the locators, and hopefully they will lead us to Hugo's nest."

Jack had just called Jubal, and as he expected, Chloe had untied the plastic cable tie from her hand after a tireless effort, intending to sneak up on the gun-wielding Helton.

Jubal decisively "betrayed" the hostage's move to Helton, and seeing that Heldon still tied another plastic cable tie to the girl through his sleeve, his heart was slightly relieved, and he was glad that he had followed Jack's advice.

Taking this as an opportunity, the two middle-aged men who initially established a relationship of trust chatted for nearly an hour, and finally Chloe, who was a hostage, joined in.

When Jubal relayed the latest progress of the investigation on Jack and Hannah's side to Helton, hearing that his daughter's exact whereabouts had been found, Heldon finally stopped mentioning the damn time limit.

After the technician released the pigeons, confirming that the pigeons were heading towards Hartford in the northeast, Jack drove Hannah directly onto Highway 84, while Dana Moge sent a SWAT team to follow them.

(End of chapter)